Christmas Confession (Schlattbur)

Christmas Confession, (Part 3).

Time skip, (December 15th. Airport, heading home after shows).

Wilbur's POV.

"Thank god, where heading home!" I say excitedly, dragging my suitcases behind me on the way to the plane. "What got you all excited?" Mark asked, "You don't even like the holidays, so it's got to be something else." He added. I feel my face heat up thinking about seeing Schlatt again. "Nothing! I just want to go home." I respond. The group stare at me suspiciously. "Whatever you say man." Joe responds, clearly not believing me. "You got a lady friend?" Mark asks with a smirk. "Shut up Mark." I say, glaring him down. "So you do have a lady friend!" Mark exclaims. "NO!" I practically yell back. "Surely sounds like it." Joe adds. Ash nods in agreement. "No, I don't." I state. They are starting to really piss me off. "mhm, sure you don't." Joe says with this sarcastic tone in his voice. "You guys are wrong, alright." I say angerly. Just as I say that are plane gets called. Thank god. "Alright man." Mark says, clearly seeing that their persisting is pissing me off. "Let's just get to the fucking plane." I grumble angerly.

Time skip, (Airport, night like 7 or 8pm or something).

Finally off that retched plane. I'm so hungry and exhausted. We walk to get our luggage. My back hurts. We make are way through the airport. Johnathan "Schlatt" said he would meet me by the exit a few minutes ago. I don't want to leave him waiting. My legs hurt. I feel like collapsing. Walking through the airport is going to kill me! "You alright man?" I hear Mark ask me. "I'll be fine, just tired." I respond. Mark looks at Joe and Ask then back to me. "Alright man." He says. We keep on walking. I finally see the exit, Schlatt stands near it on his phone. Schlatt looks up from his phone probably hearing the wheels on are luggage. Since the place is practically empty. "Hey guys." Schlatt says with a smile, walking towards us. God, I could just melt, he's so cute! The others say hi to him. I walk up to him, wrapping my arms around him, hugging him. As soon as Schlatt wraps his arms around me I collapse. "Holy shit Wil, you alright?!" Schlatt asks concerned, holding me up. I nod and burry my face into his shoulder. Holding him tight. I yawn. His face must be so red right now. Schlatt rubs my back. I feel myself relax into his touch. "Let's get you to bed sweetheart." Schlatt whispers softly in my ear. I feel my face heat up. He must feel confident since he knows I'm tired. "Can we get food first?" I ask, my voice muffled due to my face being buried into his shoulder. "Sure sweetheart." Schlatt whispers softly. I yawn before standing up straight. The others have already left.

Time skip, (in the car).

We stopped at McDonalds. Schlatt orders himself and I some food. I ask for a water and Schlatt gets himself a macchiato. "Why did you get a coffee, you don't even like coffee?" I ask. "I like cold coffee also I have some video I want to finish editing tonight." Schlatt responds as we pull away with are stuff. "Oh, can I have a sip?" I ask. Schlatt chuckles. "Sure big guy." He responds. I grab the cup and bring it to my lips I quickly grab my water and take a sip. I make a grossed out face at how sweet it is and I can't taste. I quickly grab my water and take a sip. I hear Schlatt laughing at me. I scoff, putting my water down and crossing my arms, looking away. Schlatt chuckles. "Your so dramatic." I hear him whisper sweetly. I can't help but smile. "You'll be alright." He says putting his left hand in my though, rubbing my thigh ever so gently. This man is going to make me lose my shit if he keeps this up. Schlatt take his hand of my thigh and moves it back to the steering wheel. I continue to eat my food, trying to act cool but I know my face must be bright red.